Marco
We went into high school, from behind I could observe everything and the institute was quite large and wide, the brown color of the infrastructure could hardly be distinguished with this dense darkness that invaded the whole place. It looked like a normal institute with an old design, but with novelties in its infrastructure, we walked the long route between the main entrance and the local cafeteria, the entrance was surrounded by trees with fallen leaves all over the floor and the cafeteria resembled the rest, too small for all students to have lunch there during recess.
—There's no movement —Marco reports.
—You may already know we're here, everyone is alert —Collins says as everyone keeps moving forward.
—Not long ago we attended this school in our blue-and-white uniforms, we were late for high school without knowing when we would stop attending and when we would all stop having lunch in the cafeteria —Raquel says as she continues to walk.